Saturday Morning Sleeping-in

I really am a lucky woman. My husband SP really takes good care of me. I allowed to sleep as long as I want on Saturday mornings, which means that I am typically not up until the hour approaching noon. I can sleep that's for sure. I sleep about as well as I eat cheese - both of these things could make me famous. I digress... the point is that I am lucky. Better than lucky. Not only do I get to sleep in, but SP makes sure that a portion of breakfast is set aside for me so that I am well nourished when I finally decide to grace the world with my presence. See that picture above? It's a home made egg and CHEESE sandwich on Rye bread with ketchup, nicely wrapped in tin foil, and hand decorated by my loving husband SP.